“You’ve been dreaming in a dream, what does that mean?”I asked Nguyen.

Nguyen Xiang Yu said lightly, "It's a dream, you don't have to ask anymore."She stood up to go, and I grabbed her hand and felt slippery, and she looked at me with her cocky face.I controlled my emotions and said softly, “Did you dream of me in your dreams?”

She gently broke her hand out of my hand, I thought she was angry, who knows she gently touched my cheek: "I dreamed of a man, but I can't see, I don't know if it's you, but I feel very similar to you."

I just think the fragrant wind is blowing, Nguyen Xiang Yu's small hand is really too weak and delicate, when I was stunned, she has gone out of the door, gently put the door on the door.

I didn’t sleep for a while, sitting on my knees, thinking about what Nguyen Xiangyu said.If she didn’t lie, she wasn’t ugly, she’d just had experienced all the ugly things in her dreams, so here’s the question, what does she have to do with Ugly?

First of all, it can be sure that there is almost no difference in appearance between Nguyen Xiangyu and Ugly, and now so on, there is still a difference in details, and the aura of the two of them is different.Ruan Xiangyu looks like a big sister, which is a style of guerrilla in the mountains all the year round, and he said that he would take a gun and take a gun.Although ugly, although she came from a black witch, she was born with a good nature and gentle, even if she lived again after losing her memory, I believe that the basic character will not change.

Since they are two people, why do you dream of ugly experiences in your dreams?What does the two of you seem to have in connection?

I suddenly thought of something, and someone else.

It is a mirror hole.People are fake bells.

Regarding the mirror hole, the more acceptable statement is that there is a mirror world, and the people who entered there never came out.As far as I know, Tang Shuo, Master Wu, Wu Guo and others have entered the mirror hole, and now there is no sound.

The false bell is not unringing the bell, and the relationship between the bangs is unknown, according to which he claims to be another unringing bell, he is from another world.

Later, I got other piecemeal information, in general, this is the case, our world is not alone, there is a mirror world or some other messy parallel world, each world has a own, now do not know what happened, these unintersectional worlds, there is an indescribable interweaving, themselves and the other self began to have an intersection.

The phony bell had seen the real unringing bell, and it was said that the two had a long conversation.

So the question comes back, will the relationship between Nguyen Xiangyu and Ugly be like this?Ugly is another kind of yin jade, Nguyen Xiangyu is another ugly, although they did not meet, but in the dream is intertwined.

If you can dream of ugliness, then ugliness can also dream of Nguyen Xiangyu?If this is the case, will my contact with Nguyen Xiangyu also appear in ugly dreams?

At this time, the moonlight came into the window and reflected on the table, and I fell into an emotion.Will I be in the present moment, in another person’s dream?

Ugly, I think of the day and night when I came into contact with her, sighing, where are you?

I looked out the window of the moon wandering in the black clouds, the mood is difficult to let go, who is the boat tonight, where to think about the moon tower.Looking at the moonlight, at this moment, time seemed to solidify, and the second hand of the watch was constantly trembling in its original place, there was no time, no me, only black void, and moonlight like water.

I seem to realize that I have never been in a realm, out of the fir of the body, the world, these famous things, instantly transparent, where another self comes from, everyone is an independent life, the fake bell is the fake bell, the unringing bell is the unringing bell, the ugly is the ugly, Nguyen Xiangyu is Nguyen Xiangyu.

Suddenly, my palms rose, my head looked at, on this action, all the thoughts and feelings just now were like the moon in the water, I returned to the body, all the tactile senses came back.I was lost for a while, but my attention was quickly drawn to the palm of my hand.

Hands are dark, I think this is the dye of the ancient book, I think, I use the force to test contact.I was careful enough that the Fa-force had just come into contact with the black, and in an instant it felt like the whole person had been sucked into the black vortex.

I turn in the black whirlpool, where it is neither my divine realm nor my dream, I don't know where, my heart is afraid, I will never come out again?

Just then, I heard a hard-to-describe sound, a man chanting.

The sound, I don't know where it came from, it sounded like it was in the depths of the black vortex.The sound was high and low, and it sounded like singing.

A long time ago, my uncle and I had found a book called the Sutra of All Scripture.This "All Scriptures" legend is left by the ancient Burmese god Pampa, written on the bark, it is said that the most profound spells recorded on it, can be spiritual.Later, the book was taken away by Zhang Hong for various reasons.When he said good-bye, he had become a great wizard, and he did not know whether it had anything to do with the Sutra.

The three uncles once read this "The Book of All Things" with me, and the above records are ancient Burmese, he will only be part of it, many of them can't understand it, and read it to me.The ancient Burmese pronunciation above is exactly the same as what was heard in this black vortex at this time.

The ancient books are collected in the seven treasure chests of the Khmer people, and the lake is tied to the feet of the female corpse... all kinds of strange edges, I think it is a thing with a history, is it a book of the Sutra?

I intuitively feel that it should not be, the Sutra of All Scripture is an orphan, just one, was it that the ancient Burmese god created two books?

In any case, the current experience is a chance, not to be missed.I listened attentively to the man's chants and slowly followed them, and there seemed to be a magic in this scripture, I read it so, the mental strength was highly concentrated, and the whole person felt that it was rolled in.

There is no law, only the black and full ears of the mantra, I read, slowly deep into the mantra, seems to understand the meaning behind.

Words and sounds are just a carrier of a deeper signal, all of which are named, breaking this layer of name, and I have touched the meaning behind it in a very deep realm.

This encounter, my heart chuckled, it was not good.In the darkness, there seemed to be many undead, and they staggered forward, densely unknown, estimated to have tens of millions, and could not see the edge at a glance.

There was a voice at the top, and it was this curse.Oddly enough, there was only no one to hear, and no one could see who was reading.The voice itself seems to be a living entity.

As soon as the voice came out, all the undead people made a strange action at the same time, they were all kneeling, all kneeling, and the whole space was kneeling, and the evil spirits who knelt down, they emitted thick black smoke, which was really grudge.These black smokes are intertwined, forming the black vortex that is not in front of you.

I could feel that this mantra was terrible, related to the dead, and related to death.Still not learning well.They have the heart to come out, but they can't go.

Suddenly the voice stopped, all the dead who knelt down were also squatted, the next second, without the curse to conditioned them all brushed up and stood up, and then rushed in my direction, the scene was extremely large, thousands of dead souls, silently roaring, rushing toward me, like a black whirlwind.

I was so scared that my legs were soft and I couldn’t move, and at that moment, the voice appeared again, and I said a word, and I understood in an instant, and he said: Everything is doomed.

After he said this sentence, I suddenly opened my eyes from the fixed state, I was still sitting in the empty room, the moonlight on the table, it seems that everything has not changed, just a second.

I gasped, touched the cold sweat on my head, looked down at my hand, black actually did not exist.

I got out of bed, active limbs, and didn’t feel the burden of it.What is this book?I can't help but say, it's actually the content of the book, I just remembered it in the setting.

I read this, the voice of your little horn sounded in my mind, and he was very doubtful: “What is this mantra?”

“You don’t know?”I wonder what I went through, he should know.“I’m practicing, I don’t know anything, right...” He exclaimed, “I can’t know anything, how do you do it?”

“What do you say?”I am a bit confused.

You Xiao角 said, "Although I am in retreat, but in your divine knowledge, I can feel it when your magic fluctuates, strange, why you learned this mantra, I actually did not see it."Use the power and say it again!”

I mobilized the magic and slowly cursed, and I felt that the atmosphere around me suddenly became heavy, and there seemed to be a sound in the distance, as if many souls were crying.

I continued to chant the mantra, and your little horns shouted and interrupted, “Stop!Where did you learn this trick from?”